Ramblings....literally

This has been a busy week! Work has been nuts, we had a trial and I have to go to those and work like the proverbial dog! But it worked out well for our client and that is a good thing! I have also been working on my dining room chairs, which as you will remember, I said looked a little "flat", so at night I am all hunched over those chairs, "tweaking". I have two done, but the rain is coming in and I haven't gotten the other two painted yet! Typical! My husband asked me last night if I just sit at work and think of things to do. I said no, but you know, my mind is always working! Always! If they didn't know me so well in Hobby Lobby, I swear they would think I was a shoplifter! I am in there ALOT! I just meander through, looking, studying, plotting.....sometimes I don't even know what I am looking for. Like what to do to my chairs....I just go and wander and stare and more often than not, something will scream out at me! Hey, here I am. Use me!!

And there you go! My husband usually calls me at lunch to check in and I know he probably cringes a little when I say I am in TJ Maxx or Hobby Lobby or dreaded LOWES! If I am in Lowes, I am dead serious about something and there may be lumber purchases involved, which means I am going to need his help, cos'....um.....I can't measure worth a flip! All those little lines between the inch and half inch! I have NO IDEA what those are. He always has to measure for me.

Anyway, I will be working on the chairs this weekend again, as I am feeling like Cammie Pie's games will be rained out. It ain't lookin' good at this point. I have always called him Cammie Pie, he doesn't seem to mind. I am a yeller at his ballgames. A yeller in a good way, I mean, I don't scream out bad stuff, like "Are you blind, you gotta swing at that!" No, no, no, I hate those kinds of yellers. I am a, "Come on Cammie Pie, you just need one baby, you know what you like!" (that is when he has 2 strikes on him). Or, "It's okay, shake it off." (that's when he strikes out) And, when he gets one of those big hits, "RUN BABY RUN, RUN, RUN" Luckily, he is blessed to be very talented and rarely strikes out and he pitches which is the MOST nerve wracking thing for a mother! I don't say a word when he is pitching, until after he strikes someone out, or when the inning ends. I am busy during that time trying not to throw up on the ground in front of me cos' I am so nervous for him!!! It is insane! These babies that we bring into this world and we would fight to the death for! Don't even get me started on an umpire who has a strike zone the size of a dime! They kill me! This is baseball man, not brain surgery! I WILL yell at an umpire! Upon occasion, when the need arises...when they are wrong...which is often....if the call is against my Cammie Pie (lol) So, anyway, people write on Cam's windshield of his car (girls) before they have a game, and the other day someone wrote "Cammie Pie Rocks My Socks" on there. I laughed and said, they really know you. He said, no, mom, they know you!
I told him, you gotta love me!!

Have a great day!!

Lou Cinda :)